[It's dark outside, Jane is driving and Lisbon is sitting next to him with her eyes closed]
Jane: Talk to me.
Lisbon: Do I have to?
Jane: No, I can just fall asleep and we can drift into oncoming traffic. Your call.
Lisbon: [She opens her eyes and sighs] Have you seen any good movies lately?
Jane: No. You?
Lisbon: No.
Jane: Interesting.

[It's Lisbon's birthday and everyone else has given her a gift except Jane]
Grace: Where's your gift?
Jane: Oh, it's on its way. [Rigsby laughs]
Lisbon: Typical.
Jane: You really think that I would forget your birthday present? [Lisbon nods] It's on its way.
Lisbon: Yeah, right.
Jane: Little grumpy because daddy didn't buy you a pony?

[Jane and Cho are arresting Brooke Harper]
Jane: My friend Cho here will now take you by the wrist so as not to let you escape us again.
Cho: [Grasps her wrist, gently] Hi.
Brooke Harper: Warm hands.
Jane: I bet you say that to all your arresting officers.

[Jane and the others have used a corpse to get a confession]
Jane: We got a confession.
Minelli: Suppose you didn't. Suppose you'd been wrong. Have you any idea of the vastness of the the crap storm that would follow? It would blot out the sun.

[Jane barely gets out of a burning barn]
Jane: That was close. Where were you guys?
Rigsby: We called in to check out a lead.
Cho: Yeah, Lisbon didn't know you were about to pull an idiotic stunt, sorry.
Jane: No hard feelings.

[Jane discusses Red John on a television show and returns home that evening, five years ago, and finds a note]
Red John's Note: Dear mister Jane, I don't like to be slandered in the media, especially by a dirty money-grubbing fraud. If you were a real psychic, instead of a dishonest little worm, you wouldn't need to open the door to see what I've done to your lovely wife and child.
[Jane opens the door to find a red smiling face painted on the wall....]

[Jane has guessed what Rigsby and Van Pelt got Lisbon for her birthday]
Cho: Okay, two for two. How about mine?
Jane: Cho. [Cho hands Lisbon a present and Jane covers his eyes]
Lisbon: That's sweet, thank you.
Jane: I got it.
Lisbon: Okay. [Opens the present] Okay, what is it?
Jane: It's a mid- to high- end bottle of... wine-- aah, no, no, no. Champagne.
Lisbon: Yes.
Jane: Yup, there I go. [whispering to Cho] Re-gift?
Cho: It's a really good bottle. I don't drink it.

[Jane has hypnotised Lisbon]
Jane: So you're going down the steps, relaxing with each step, and now you reach the bottom, the very last step, the ultimate place of calm. How are you feeling?
Lisbon: Good.
Jane: Good. You're going to remain in this relaxed trance state while we think about Tuesday night. But first, sometimes you dance to that Spice girls CD, don't you?
Lisbon: Yeah. [She smiles with her eyes closed and does a little jiggle in her chair, as if she's playing the music in her head]
Jane: I thought so. [He grins] Now, Tuesday. You can watch whole day like it's a movie. Every detail is in focus. You can zoom into any moment you want. You can fast forward, rewind. You are in total control. Okay?
Lisbon: Okay.
Jane: Good. What do you see?
Lisbon: I'm finishing up the Form 41s on the Milbank case. I feel... hungry, 'cause I skipped lunch. The new guy in the mail room is hot.
Jane: Is he?
Lisbon: Yeah.
Jane: [looks a bit put out] Let's fast forward a little. Later in the day, you're about to leave CBI.
Lisbon: Van Pelt's working late. She's a hard worker. She might do well, if she manages not to sleep with Rigsby.

[Jane has stated that he can always tell when Lisbon is lying]
Jane: Where're we going?
Lisbon: To the zoo. They have new tiger cubs.
Jane: Oh. Liar.
Lisbon: Oh, very good.

[Jane is interrogating a suspect]
Jane: Please understand something. I have a very personal interest in this case. I'll do whatever it takes. I will have you framed for murder. I will torture you, I will kill you myself if I have to.
[Lisbon and Minelli are listening on the other side of the glass]
Minelli: Geez, Lisbon. Come on, this is on tape. Control your man there.
Lisbon: Cut him some slack. Look, he's just playing the guy. He doesn't mean it.
Minelli: Doesn't he? You know what Red John does to him. He can't think straight. He would do all that he said and more if you let him.
Lisbon: I won't let him.

[Jane is trying to convince everyone else that Rigsby is hypnotized]
Jane: Deeply hypnotized subjects are very suggestible and have very little inhibition. Rigsby, do me a favor. Close your eyes. Please. [Rigsby closes his eyes] Now, relax. Don't tell me, but think about it. Think about what you most wanna be doing right now. You can do anything you like in the whole world. What are you gonna do? I want you to open your eyes and do it.
[Rigsby opens his eyes, gets up and kisses Grace]
Jane: Oh, yeah. That's what I'm talking about.
Cho: Huh.
Lisbon: Okay, he's hypnotized.

[Jane just guessed something about Mashburn.]
Walter Mashburn: I do! How do you know?
Patrick Jane: Pupil dilation.
Teresa Lisbon: Pupil dilation?!
Patrick Jane: Yes. When someone see something that they want, their pupils dilate.
Walter Mashburn: Pupil dilation... [stares at Lisbon] It's fantastic!
Patrick Jane: [glances at Mashburn's eyes, then at Lisbon's] Yes, it is. [Lisbon smiles]

[Jane moves a straw across the table without touching it]
Grace: How do you do that?
Jane: Telekinesis.
Cho: He blew on it.
Jane: That is another way to do it.

[Jane's meeting with Bosco]
Jane: Well, I'm not gonna lie. I'm not happy I'm off the Red John case. You might be right. Here's the thing Sam, if I may. I know this case. I can be a very good resource for you if we could just come to some kind of understanding.
Bosco: You want me to keep you up-to-date on the case?
Jane: Yeah... sure.
Bosco: Tell you about fresh leads and so?
Jane: Yeah, let's just keep an open line of communication.
Bosco: Let me communicate this to you. You're a party entertainer. A clown. Fresh leads? I wouldn't tell you where the bathroom is if your ass was on fire.
Jane: [laughs]
Bosco: Do we have a good understanding now?
Jane: I understand you. It may take you some time to understand me.
Bosco: You're filled with equal parts of self-loathing and self-love. You're addicted to control, you're terrified of confinement. Your wife wanted you to quit psychic trade. She begged you to stop. But you were making too much money, you were having too much fun, you can still hear her pleading with you. How am I doing?
Jane: You read the interviews in my case file. You can read. Very impressive.
Bosco: Look, Patrick. I'm sorry for being so blunt with you. You're not a detective. You're a victim. (leaves)

[Lisbon and Jane are interviewing a suspect]
Jane: See, the thing is, Flip, Lisbon here is looking at you like you're a pork chop, because you fit the profile. Your life is in chaos, you're lonely, you're depressed, you're addicted to drugs and pornography and a little nuts, to be honest. You're exactly the kind of man that does terrible things to women. But I don't think you did this.